Le Chasse-Galerie — The Flying Canoe of the North

The freezing wind of the Gatineau howls, but my brothers and I made a deal with the Devil to fly this wooden canoe home for the match. We soar above the BMO Field lights, fueled by the magic of the Le Chasse-Galerie. Just as Alphonso Davies surges down the wing like a lightning bolt, our spectral paddles churn the clouds. We cast a phantom tailwind for Les Rouges, ensuring every cross finds its mark under the watchful winter moon. We must land before dawn, or our souls belong to the frost.